The Amber Sword

Chapter 1378: Consciousness (four)

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In the dark, Griffith saw Freya who was unconscious, she crawled over, pushed the body of the girl from Buche, and whispered her name. But Freya was tied with a thick bandage, which was the crude craftsmanship of women found in nearby towns—this was also the minimum care given to them by the wizards in accordance with Antitina's request.

Griffith felt Freya's breathing was very weak and intermittent. She touched the female knight's forehead with her cold hand, hot and hot. Her wound became suppurated and inflamed. The long and narrow sword wound was close to the lungs and heart. Griffith benefited from the royal education and the natural history and medical knowledge told her that this degree of wound infection is likely to be this one. The fate of the Valkyrie.

This discovery made Griffie distraught. She held Freya's hand tightly. The female knight needed a qualified priest, or at least a priest who could cast healing spells, to stabilize her injury, but the people outside might not They will take care of their life and death, not to mention that the soldiers in the camp are different from those learned wizards-these uneducated private soldiers of the nobles are themselves potentially dangerous.

The wizard who brought them here has warned her, telling them not to leave their tent as much as possible, otherwise they will take the consequences.

In the darkness, Princess Griffin finally remembered something, she touched her hand along her neck inch by inch, and finally touched the pendant of the necklace at the position of the collarbone—perhaps out of self-confidence, or maybe She didn't take her as a'maid' in their eyes at all. The wizards didn't search her body, and only took away the weapons that she and Freya had with them—including the Lionheart Sword.

Griffin's heart seemed to settle down.

That necklace was her birthday present and was solemnly handed to her by her father on her seventh birthday. This necklace can save her life at a critical moment. Every member of the royal family has something similar. Haruze has a ring set with this necklace.

That is also the proof of the two siblings.

She carefully lifted the necklace from under her clothes with her hand, held the shiny pendant in her hand, and placed it on Freya's chest-but at this time, it seemed that there was a burst of light in the forest. The strong wind caused the tent to make a violent noise, and then there was a mess of people hissing in the direction of the camp, and the noises quickly became a piece of it.

Griffith stopped his movements in shock, raised his head and looked in the direction of the camp. The light from the camp seemed to become brighter, and the sky seemed to be burning.

The noise quickly turned into a fight, and the princess immediately understood that the camp had been attacked, but she was still not sure if the attacker was her ally, but the current chaos made Griffith faintly moved in her heart and realized the possibility. Is an opportunity.

But before she had time to act, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the distance, and the sound of footsteps quickly fell forward. There was a yelling from outside the tent, then yelling, then long swords cried, fighting, short screams, and finally ended with a sound of a heavy object falling.

Griffin's heart was raised in an instant, she was not a little girl who was ignorant and ignorant, naturally what happened outside. At this moment, there was a soft hum, and the tent was lifted by a noble swordsman who was dirty all over his body. The man with a face full of flesh saw the scene inside the tent and couldn't help but whistle: "Oh, here it is. There are also two beautiful little does."

Griffith's heart sank as she saw the other party's dress, but she insisted on standing up, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Haha," the noble swordsman looked at the figure of the princess with a greedy look: "Who do you think you are, little girl, the princess of Eruin?"

After that, he reached out and grabbed Griffin's shoulder, and pressed her to the ground. Griffith was frightened and almost forgot to resist. With a tear, she felt a chill in her chest. At that moment, the instinct that had been trained for ten years returned to her body, and the princess was like a vigorous mother. He arched up like a leopard, raised his foot and bumped his knee into the disgusting man's crotch.

The man let out a low wailing from deep in his throat. In pain, he angrily wanted the card owner Griffin’s neck, but the half-elf girl stepped back dexterously, blocking the opening in her chest with one hand, and reaching out like lightning. Hold the hilt of the opponent's waist, press the card slightly with the thumb, and draw the sharp sword with the backhand.

The aristocratic swordsman did not react at all with the lightning and flint-like movements. He subconsciously leaped forward, but Princess Griffin had already pierced his chest with a sharp sword in his hand.

The man let out a hoarse wailing, glanced at her unwillingly, and fell heavily.

The fighting in the tent finally attracted the attention of the outside, and the rebel soldiers outside swarmed in one after another, but Griffith had completely calmed down because of this. She slashed the spear that came in from the outside with a sword, and then stabbed two soldiers of the rebellion with two consecutive swords. Only then did the soldiers outside realize that they did not provoke an unresistible little doe. It is a female leopard hunting with her claws exposed.

After finally losing two more companions, these noble private soldiers who had no organization finally couldn't bear it. When the first noble private soldiers who faced Griffin turned and started to flee, the reaction was like a plague. The same spread, and in an instant, the rebels escaped.

At that moment Griffin finally couldn't bear it. She looked at the corpse in one place, and a sense of humiliation and tingling came to her heart at the same time, causing her to kneel on the ground all of a sudden. This was almost the first time she committed suicide. The blood was soaked in her that she only felt sick and nauseated, but she didn't know what to do. After killing so many people, those people would definitely not let her go.

She sat for a while, until the surrounding silence fell again, but after a while, Griffin seemed to react from the state of blankness. She seemed to feel a little cold around her, and she crawled to Freya tremblingly, picked up the female knight, and opened the pendant, which was actually a crystal bottle.

The crystal bottle was filled with blood-red liquid, and Princess Griffin removed the cork of the glass bottle and poured a small amount of blood on Freya's chest.

Then she opened the female knight's white lips and poured some blood-red liquid into it. Unfortunately, to no avail, the liquid quickly spilled from the female knight's mouth and slipped along the corners of her mouth.

When the princess saw this, she hesitated for a moment, but suddenly she lifted the bottle up and drank the liquid inside, then held Freya's face in her hand and kissed it resolutely.

In the darkness, Griffin stuck out his tongue almost shyly, and passed the liquid in his mouth little by little—the tongues of the two girls were unconsciously entangled with each other, this kind of action made the princess feel Her cheeks were hot, and after a while, she heard the female knight moaning lowly.

Her Royal Highness bounced like a frightened deer. She took a few breaths and turned her head back. Under the dim light outside, her cheeks were red. Although the other party was just a girl, such bold actions were still beyond the limit of her imagination.

She touched her face and stayed for a while before she realized what was happening. She hurriedly looked outside-there was no one around the tent except for the scattered spears. There were two corpses in the distance, and they had died for a long time. At this time, Griffith confirmed that what happened in the direction of the camp, it seemed that some aristocratic private soldiers had escaped in disorder.

After confirming this, she hurriedly retracted into the tent, picked up the somewhat heavy female knight, and then dragged her back with difficulty. The two soon came to the back of the tent, and there was also no one here, obviously it was their best chance to escape.

However, when Princess Griffin picked up her female knight on her back, she subconsciously turned her head and looked at the center of the camp. She didn't know what was going on with the lady of the staff, who was the attacker, and would they save Antitina

But when she recalled the moment when the lady of the staff stood up, she couldn't help but waver in her gentle gaze.

She almost shook, but gritted her teeth and ran quickly towards the forest not far away. Although the direction of the camp is in chaos, there must be a wizard who will notice here. She must enter the forest before that, and it is best to escape far away.

But things were not as complete as she thought.

She had just ran out a few steps, and there was an angry shout behind her, and a bright light rose in the darkness, shooting from that direction.

Behind him came the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and feather arrows almost wiped the princess's cheeks and flew over, some of them even sank into the bushes. Griffith clenched her teeth, and swooped into the Heather bushes over there. The thorns scratched her cheeks with fierce pain, but she carefully guarded Freya who had lost consciousness, and then got up. Run forward again.

But at this time, a sound of cursing rang, it was magic! The half-elf girl only felt despair in her heart, it was an attack that she could never avoid.

"Am I going to die here?" She couldn't help crying out in her heart: "Your Majesty Father?"

But as if to answer her question, a silver light suddenly shot from the front. Griffith hadn't reacted yet, and Na Li Xiao passed her by and shot at the wizard behind her.

With a scream, the wizard turned over and fell to the ground. And a silver figure came to Princess Griffin at the same time, one in each hand, and lifted her and Freya on horseback.

"Ms. Brunchdel?" Griffin knew who had rescued him as soon as he saw the horse king who was covered in silver flames.

Brunhild nodded, and replied with some hollow tones: "My sisters and I felt the turmoil in the direction of Huisongbao, so we rushed over. Unexpectedly, it was still a step late. Fortunately, you and Frey Ya escaped, Your Royal Highness."

"It turns out that you are really attacking the camp of those people, Ms. Brunchdel!" Griffith said eagerly, "Miss Antitina is still in the hands of those people. Please be sure to rescue her."

"We will," Brunnhild replied, "but the possibility is very small. The opponent is very strong. There is a wizard even above me. Fortunately, we are all spirits, and the rule wizards have nothing to do with us. "

Griffin was completely taken aback.

A wizard stronger than Ms. Brunhild, wouldn't that exist in the extreme realm? But how could Eluin have the existence of a wizard in the extreme realm

And it sounds that the strength of each of those wizards cannot be said to be weak, otherwise a single wizard in the extreme realm would not be able to stop the Valkyrie riders from saving people from the camp.

"Who are they?" she couldn't help muttering.

"They are likely to be Bujas, Your Royal Highness," Brunhill replied calmly in German: "They are the Gray Mage and the secret law practitioner, they are a member of the Thassard."

Griffith didn't understand what Gray Mage was, and what Sasald was, but she understood Buga. She couldn't help but widened her beautiful silver eyes, and said in surprise: "Bujah, but why would the Bujah take action against Eruin."

For this question, Brunhild couldn’t answer either. She soon took Griffin and Freya out of the chasing range of each other. She had already sounded the trombone before, letting the Valkyrie rider. We return to converge.

Yufengju fell in a clearing. The lady put down her Royal Highness gently, and then put down Freya again, and then asked: "Lord Lord, let me and my sisters obey you and Ms. Freya before leaving. Command, what should we do now, what do you think of your Royal Highness?"

Griffith took a step back with a little prostration, she smoothed the silver hair that was messed up by the wind, and subconsciously looked at Freya. The effect of the water of life had begun to work, and the female knight blinked slowly, seeming to be waking up.

Freya felt that she had a strange dream. She dreamed that she was seriously injured in the battle and was almost dying. Brando held her in his arms and kissed her. The dream was so real that she almost didn't want to wake up.

But when she woke up, the first thing she saw was Brunhild and her flaming heroic horse, and then the princess on the side.

"Your Royal Highness..." she yelled weakly.

The memory returned to the depths of her heart like flowing water. The female knight braced herself with difficulty and looked around: "What about everyone, where is Antitina, where is this?"

"This is a safe place." Brunhild replied.

"Antitina was taken away by those people, and the wizards treated her as me," Griffin walked over to support Freya, and explained the whole thing to her in detail: " They want to bring Antitina to Fort Kurk. If her identity is revealed, her life will be immediately in danger."

"How could this happen," Freya looked anxious: "We must save Antitina. She has been following the Lord Lord since Braggs, and we must not lose her."

"I will definitely rescue Miss Antitina," Princess Griffin replied, "Freya, I promise you."

"But that is the Buga, how can they be our enemy?"

"We must return to Valhalla at once," Griffin took a deep breath. Since she understood that the enemy is the descendants of silver, she has fully understood the current situation: "Now only Valhalla has it. Power rescued Antitina."